I do believe the worst is over – but I also believe that if I’ve learned one thing as a mom, it’s to never say that the worst is over.

We’re back at school today (or at least planning on it when I wake the girls up) and getting into our regular groove. We gradually emerged into public again over the weekend, white-faced and anemic from lack of sun and stimulation. Ok, perhaps that’s a slight exaggeration, but there was something distinctly animalistic about the avidity with which my girls ran towards fresh air and public places.

I took the girls to the mall on Friday to watch the ice skaters – safely away from kids in the bleachers one story above the rink. On the whole they did pretty well, though Maddie did have a spectacular meltdown when we went to eat lunch at the food court, mostly because the outing was tiring her so much after four days in the house.

Over the weekend, though, she gained back her strength, ice-skating with gusto on Saturday and playing happily at church on Sunday. So I’m hoping we’re all better and back in the routine saddle again.

But check in tomorrow – you never know.

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